into the darkness

Shed no tear! O shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more! O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core. Dry your eyes! Oh! dry your eyes! For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies— Shed no tear.

Overhead! look overhead! ‘Mong the blossoms white and red— Look up, look up. I flutter now On this flush pomegranate bough. See me! ’tis this silvery bell Ever cures the good man’s ill. Shed no tear! O, shed no tear! The flowers will bloom another year. Adieu, adieu—I fly, adieu, I vanish in the heaven’s blue— Adieu, adieu!

Baba Yaga is an enigmatic or ambiguous character from Slavic folklore (or one of a trio of sisters of the same name) with two opposite roles. In some motifs, she is described as a repulsive or ferocious-looking old woman who fries and eats children; in others, she is a nice old woman who helps out the hero. She is often associated with forest wildlife. Her distinctive traits are flying around in a wooden mortar, wielding a pestle, and dwelling deep in the forest in a hut standing on chicken legs.

Taken in by surprise Touching you makes me feel alive Touching you makes me die inside I see hell in your eyes

Flare up and burn it down from corner to corner with that hellfire don't leave a single trace burn down even their souls

medusa myth

I see hell in your eyes Taken in by surprise Touching you makes me feel alive Touching you makes me die inside I see hell in your eyes